Xiu Nuo was standing by the window at that moment, smiling as he watched the pistols that had burst.
"The quality doesn't seem too good, does it?" Xiu Nuo said with a smile.
The guy in black at the front shifted his gaze slightly, took a step back, and shouted lowly, "Take him out."
Hearing this, Xiu Nuo shook his head helplessly: "Over at Jonas's, it's 'don't kill him,' but here it's 'take me out.' Blatant discrimination."
Three figures had already charged towards Xiu Nuo aggressively, perhaps learning from the lesson on Jonas's end, they lunged at Xiu Nuo from three different directions.
Xiu Nuo stood with his hands behind his back, his right hand forming a sword finger on his chest, and casually flicked it in the air to his left and right.
The two figures attacking from the left and right seemed to be struck by an invisible force and were flung away.
As for the man in front, when Xiu Nuo's sword finger thrust forward, the guy's advancing body abruptly came to a halt...
